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...the greatest conversation you'll ever have is with a complete and utter stranger.

Philosophers are composed of flesh and blood as well as other human creatures; and however sublimated and refined the theory of these may be, a little practical frailty is as incident to them as to other mortals. It is, indeed, in theory only, and not in practice, as we have before hinted, that consists the difference: for though such great beings ( Read more... )

High though his titles, proud his name,
Boundless his wealth as wish could claim,
Despite those titles, power, and pelf,
The wretch concentered all in self,
Living, shall forfeit fair renown,
And doubly dying shall go down
To the vile dust from whence he sprung,
Unwept, unhonor’d and unsung.

A passage from "The Lay of the Last Minstrel" by Sir ( Read more... )